Where I Was Raised A Woman's Word

No One Connected Intimately With A Writer Has Any Appreciation Of His Temperament, Except To Think Him Overdoing Everything.

I Hope I Have Found Myself, My Work, My Happiness - Under The Light Of The Western Skies.

Every Once In A While I Feel The Tremendous Force Of The Novel. But It Does Not Stay With Me.

There Are Hours When I Must Force The Novel Out Of My Mind And Be Interested In The Children.

These Critics Who Crucify Me Do Not Guess The Littlest Part Of My Sincerity. They Must Be Burned In A Blaze. I Cannot Learn From Them.